About

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My name is Stephanie, but you can call me Steph; in fact, I’d like that.

I have two little boys that you’d swear were on meth half the time, but I assure you they aren’t. We save that stuff for ourselves.

I’m married to Damon. We moved one year ago to the fringe of Silicon Valley to work someplace different after enjoying for several years in Austin. We like living here, and I think you’ll get a sense of that when I write, but we dearly miss Austin.

Still, we are busy every day carving out a life here in a gentrified cul de sac off the Silicon Valley rat race. We live on an acre of old orchard in Saratoga, in an old unfenced farmhouse where we can swing and garden and play make lots of noise. When we’re not outside, we’re inside painting, making music, building lego spaceships and tearing the house apart. All at the same time. But I’m the one who paints every day.

I LOVE hearing from you. You are one reason this journal is public! But it’s also because I want to remember these small details and accomplishments that are making this the time of my life.

steph(at)sicore(dot)org

Well, it rained

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The fates gave us rain, and we stayed at home pretending it was November. We went outside in the weepy drizzle and turned the sweet-smelling compost, added some red earthworms, and swung in the front yard all morning long.

Don’t forget to bring towels tomorrow

What to take to the beach tomorrow
We are going to the beach. I don’t care if the tide is low or high, or whether I feel like going tomorrow or not. I am washing clothes and packing our possibles, because I need to breathe cool, salty air and drive home with nappy hair and sandy toes.